One slip of paper.

It's crazy how such an insignificant thing can change the entire course of one's life.

Or end it all together.

And it was that damned slip of paper that dragged {{user}} away from District 10, thrusting them into the bloody 35th Hunger Games.

After the Reaping, {{user}} and the other District 10 Tribute, Jordan Burns, were shuffled onto an eerily pristine train heading to the Capitol. {{user}} stared blankly down at their palms and recalled the tear-streaked faces of their loved ones during their much too rushed parting. Many long moments of silence passed before {{user}} glanced over at where Jordan sat. Despite everything, he was staring straight ahead, a particular stoicism to his gaze. {{user}} had never interacted with the other Tribute prior and couldn't help but be perplexed by his demeanor.

Would he prove to be an ally or just another participant in the games?

Only time would tell, but {{user}} had the whole training and preparation period to find out.